Chapter 14: Wen Wanwan
“I’m going to die!”
In an instant, Jiang Huai’s back was drenched in cold sweat. He stiffly turned his head, but the entrance to the courtyard was completely empty, not a single person in sight. When he turned his head back, Luo Qingyu was laughing heartily.
“Good, you dare to tease Jiang Huai Gege now.” Jiang Huai quietly breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Luo Qingyu in front of him, patted his leg, and signaled Luo Qingyu to sit closer. Luo Qingyu’s eyes immediately became vigilant again, “What does Jiang Huai Gege want to do?”
“You’ll know when you sit here.”
Even though she was a little nervous, Luo Qingyu’s obedience was almost instinctive. She walked in front of Jiang Huai, then sat on his lap. The next second, Jiang Huai’s fingers landed on the girl’s slender waist and tickled her gently. The girl leaned back, laughing non-stop.
Luo Qingyu was very ticklish, Jiang Huai knew.
Luo Qingyu struggled in his arms, but Jiang Huai wouldn’t let go. Soon, Luo Qingyu was laughing so hard that tears were about to fall. She began to plead softly, “Qingyu knows she was wrong… Hahahaha… Jiang Huai Gege… spare Qingyu…”
Jiang Huai let go, satisfied. Luo Qingyu’s eyes were teary, her body leaning in his arms, still trembling from time to time, as if she had been played with too much. Jiang Huai rested his head on Luo Qingyu’s shoulder, leaning close to her ear, “Will you tease people again in the future?”
“It’s because Senior Brother Jiang Huai has a guilty conscience that he’s afraid?” Luo Qingyu shifted, her soft, jade-like buttocks rubbing against his legs. The girl’s buttocks were excessively soft. Jiang Huai suddenly realized that it would be bad if he let her continue sitting like this, so he picked her up and put her aside, like lifting a cat. Luo Qingyu looked very reluctant.
Just as Jiang Huai was about to say something, he casually turned his head and saw Chu Xianning at the courtyard entrance.
“When did Master return?” Jiang Huai was startled.
“Just now,” Chu Xianning replied calmly, then went to sit in the pavilion and brewed herself some tea.
***
After lunch, Jiang Huai sat in the courtyard, continuing to read through ancient books on medicine refining.
In the Tian Xuan Sect, learning medicine refining was not difficult, but it required talent. Only when one’s soul talent reached a sufficient standard could they become a disciple of the Medicine Refining Mountain. Medicine refining required using an extremely strong soul force to control the pill fire and extract the medicinal liquid.
Jiang Huai’s Master, Chu Xianning, also knew some medicine refining. So, when Jiang Huai was twelve years old, he learned the basics of medicine refining from Chu Xianning. After mastering the basics, he began to study ancient texts on his own and then unintentionally realized that he seemed to be a genius in medicine refining.
Pills were graded from one to nine, with higher grades above that, such as Earth-Yellow and Profound Heaven. Heavenly grade pills were generally the limit for the Medicine Refining Mountain of the Tian Xuan Sect. Only two or three Heavenly grade pills could be refined each year. The difficulty was not in finding the medicinal materials, but in the process of forming the pill, as a single mistake could lead to an explosion.
The spiritual pill that Jiang Huai refined for Luo Qingyu, which was used to completely cure the Ice Soul Profound Body, was actually a top-grade Heavenly pill of flawless quality.
“Why is Jiang Huai Gege always holding this book?”
“Researching pills,” Jiang Huai replied softly.
He still had a strange mission in his to-do list regarding Wen Wanwan, who had come to find him that morning to repay her debt. This mission was triggered by the system when he first met Wen Wanwan.
[Wen Wanwan is nineteen years old. At the age of seven, she and her twin sister were brought to the Tian Xuan Sect and entered the inner sect for cultivation. Wen Wanwan has excellent cultivation talent and possesses the not-yet-fully-awakened Grand Xuan Sacred Body, making her an excellent dual cultivation furnace. Each time she engages in dual cultivation with her, her soul strength increases by a few points. Perhaps because everything in the world has its flaws, her sister Wen Fufu has suffered from the Tai Yin Profound Body since childhood, her cultivation is extremely slow, and she is weak and sickly. Without medicinal nourishment, she could die at any moment.]
[Wen Fufu is Wen Wanwan’s only relative in this world. Healing Wen Fufu’s illness has become her sole purpose in cultivation. Currently, her sister’s Tai Yin Profound Body has relapsed again, and she is critically ill. Unless she obtains a thousand-year-old snow lotus to sustain her life, she will surely die. However, she cannot afford the thousand-year-old snow lotus and has found you in desperation.]
[Where is there such a cheap deal in this world? One thousand spirit stones are nothing to you, less than a speck of dust. To save her sister, she can pay any price. You can use these one thousand spirit stones to make her your property from now on, forced to wear your favorite dresses every night and moan under you, or while shedding tears of humiliation, she tries her best to twist her waist on you.]
[Mission Reward: High-level Experience Scroll x1, Heretical Evil Ice Silk White Stockings x2.]
Jiang Huai immediately moved the mission to his to-do list, not to mention how much of a bastard it would be to do so. If his Master found out, she would show him that night how many ways a person could die.
He eventually lent Wen Wanwan the thousand spirit stones, telling her that she only needed to repay him entirely within the next hundred years. He wasn’t in a hurry, but Wen Wanwan diligently set aside some of her remaining cultivation spirit stones each month, trying to pay him back little by little. It seemed to be a common trait of girls, being too thin-skinned.
Wen Wanwan would come to see him once a month, but Jiang Huai would send her back, telling her to use that spirit stone to cultivate properly. He really wasn’t in a hurry. Jiang Huai had even gone to see her sister with her, given her sister candy, and examined her sister’s constitution, trying to find a suitable pill to cure her completely.
That’s why he had been poring over ancient texts recently, deducing which medicinal materials should be added to the pill. After a whole day of studying ancient scrolls, the ideas in his head finally came together. However, he still needed to confirm her sister’s pulse, so after preparing dinner, Jiang Huai decided to go and see Wen Wanwan again to check on her sister.
“Where is Jiang Huai Gege going?”
“I have something to do.”
“Can Qingyu come with you?”
“No.” Jiang Huai reached out and ruffled her head. “Go obediently to sleep. If you’re asleep when I get back, I’ll make strawberry cream cake for you tomorrow morning.”
Luo Qingyu’s lips pouted slightly, but she still nodded obediently. So Jiang Huai turned and walked out the door.
***
Jiang Huai remembered where Wen Wanwan’s cave residence was. Every inner sect disciple had their own cave residence, and Wen Wanwan’s sister also lived with her. Although her sister was not an inner sect disciple, she had brought her along to live with her.
Along the way, many disciples who were wandering around the sect at night were stunned when they saw him leave the courtyard. Some looked surprised and speechless, while others respectfully called out “Senior Brother Jiang Huai.” Jiang Huai nodded slightly in response.
Most disciples of the Tian Xuan Sect had pure hearts. Jiang Huai had been pulled by the Sect Master to teach everyone sword techniques and share his insights on cultivation to his junior brothers and sisters many times before. He supposed these were the good deeds he had accumulated, preventing him from being completely ignored and stepped on by everyone when his cultivation was crippled.
Wen Wanwan’s cave residence was not far from his. Jiang Huai quickly arrived in front of her cave residence and gently knocked. A slightly cold voice came from behind the door, “Who?”
“Jiang Huai.”
A moment later, the door opened gently. Jiang Huai looked at Wen Wanwan in front of him and was slightly stunned.
Perhaps it was because of spring, or perhaps because she was in her own courtyard, Wen Wanwan’s white dress was slightly thin. Under the moonlight, the hazy curves of her body could be vaguely seen through the light gauze. The clavicle at the neckline was delicate and slender, and it was stained with a few water droplets, as if she had just bathed. Her cheeks were also slightly flushed.
Seeing Jiang Huai’s gaze fall upon her, Wen Wanwan’s heart suddenly began to race. She turned her face away and said softly, “I’m not dressed very properly in the courtyard…”
“It’s fine, it’s fine,” Jiang Huai said softly, “I’ve recently reviewed the ancient texts on medicine refining again and have a general direction for refining. I want to see your sister’s pulse again.”
“My sister just went to sleep. Can I check on her while she’s asleep?”
“Yes, you can.”
So Wen Wanwan led Jiang Huai into the courtyard. Jiang Huai stood behind Wen Wanwan, watching her slender, fair legs move beneath her sheer white dress. He entered Wen Wanwan’s room, and as the door opened, a girl lay on the bed covered by a quilt, with only her fair white face showing. She looked nine-tenths like Wen Wanwan.
Jiang Huai walked to the bedside, pinched his fingers, and a thread of spiritual Qi appeared, drilling into the quilt and wrapping around her sister Wen Fufu’s wrist.
Although her Qi sea was damaged, his meridians could still store a trace of spiritual Qi, which was enough for taking her pulse. After the time it took for half an incense stick to burn, Jiang Huai retracted the spiritual Qi thread, “Alright, I have more certainty now.”
Jiang Huai said, and then walked out of the room, so as not to disturb her sister’s rest. Wen Wanwan stood behind him and said softly, “Senior Brother Jiang Huai… have some tea.”
Jiang Huai was about to refuse, but seeing the hopeful look in Wen Wanwan’s eyes, he nodded gently. So he sat down by the stone table in Wen Wanwan’s courtyard. Wen Wanwan carefully brewed him some tea and said softly, “It’s just ordinary spiritual tea. I hope Senior Brother Jiang Huai doesn’t dislike it.”
“I’m not very picky,” Jiang Huai said softly, “and it’s brewed by your own hands. I don’t think many people in the sect have this fortune?”
Jiang Huai winked at her.
After all, Wen Wanwan was truly beautiful. Jiang Huai had heard before that many disciples in the sect were her suitors, but she had never shown kindness to anyone and had never gotten close to any male disciple to this day. However, many sword cultivators had fought over Wen Wanwan before, and it had even escalated to the Enforcement Hall.
But in reality, Wen Wanwan had never even spoken a word to them, so it could be said that most sword cultivators were fools.
A blush crept onto Wen Wanwan’s cheeks. For a moment, she didn’t know how to answer Jiang Huai’s words and could only focus on brewing tea to hide the flurry in her heart. Soon, the tea was ready. She gently poured the tea into Jiang Huai’s teacup, her slender, white wrist as fair as frost and snow.
Jiang Huai picked up the teacup and took a sip. The tea was indeed ordinary, but with the woman’s stunning beauty in front of him, even the tea seemed to have become sweet.
“Senior Brother Jiang Huai…”
“Hmm?”
“How much spiritual stone will it cost to refine the pill to cure my sister?” Wen Wanwan hesitated for a long time before finally speaking slowly.
“It won’t cost much spiritual stone, don’t worry. I’ll cover it for you, and you can pay me back when you have spirit stones.”
Wen Wanwan suddenly fell silent. She lowered her head.
Jiang Huai was a little confused, not knowing what was wrong with her. After a while, he saw Wen Wanwan raise her head. Wen Wanwan looked at him with her eyes, bit her lips, and suddenly asked.
“Is Senior Brother Jiang Huai always this kind to every junior sister in the sect?”
